Destiny

Ch 71: The cost of my justice

4000 words

Shivani's POV:

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh"

What the hell... why does my head feel as if someone had split it open?

A low groan escaped my lips as pain pulsed through my skull. I tried to move, but my body refused to obey.

My eyes felt unbearably heavy.

Something was wrong.

Very wrong.

Slowly, with every ounce of strength I had left, I forced my eyes open.

The room blurred before me. A dim yellow bulb hung from the ceiling, swaying slightly, its weak light stretching shadows into grotesque figures that crawled across the walls.

I blinked repeatedly, trying to clear my vision.

Where was I?

The last thing I remembered was-

My breath hitched.

The call.

Panic struck me like lightning.

My eyes darted around the room desperately, searching for something familiar. A window. A door. Anything.

Nothing.

I didn't know this place.

"Abhi-"

I tried to scream his name, but terror flooded my veins when I realized a rough cloth had been tied around my mouth.

No.

No.

No.

My breathing quickened. Too quick.

Air refused to fill my lungs properly as cold sweat coated my skin. My chest tightened painfully.

And for the first time since waking up-

I almost cried.

Because this wasn't in the plan.

This was definitely not in the plan.

My heart pounded violently against my ribs as I forced myself to sit upright, only for a burning pain to shoot through my wrists.

I looked down.

Ropes.

Tightly wound around my wrists.

Tying me to the chair.

I had been kidnapped.

The realization finally settled inside me like poison.

But unlike most people, I wasn't unaware of who my kidnapper could be.

No.

I already knew.

It had to be him.

"Rudra...."

His name escaped as nothing more than a muffled cry behind the cloth.

Tears burned the back of my eyes.

The panic finally got the better of me.

My body began to tremble uncontrollably.

No, Shivani.

This isn't the time.

Breathe.

Don't panic.

If this isn't Abhi's plan, then he must already be looking for you.